The Visitor

It seems like only yesterday

when I looked at Jesus and heard Him say,

"You see that Man and Woman there

listen close little Rose,

you'll hear their prayer,

they are your Mom and Dad!"

I looked at Jesus, he smiled at me,

and gave me gifts to bring you see.

He placed them in my heart with care

and said when I need them,

they'll always be there:

Faith, Hope, Love and Joy

My journey was quick and quite a surprise.

The next thing I knew,

I opened my eyes,

I looked around, took in all I could see.

Oh My God, It's my Family!

November 13, 2004

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